No tingled touch
Upon bare skin.
No toss of hair;
Or playful grin.
These words, alone, to woo.
No eyes to meet,
Or silence break.
No hand to hold,
Or breath to take.
These words, alone, to woo.
No stolen glance
Or moments miss.
No lips to touch,
Or nape to kiss.
Words, alone, to woo.
No whispered wants
Or breathy hush.
No caress
Or soaring rush.
Words, alone, to woo.
No midnight madness
Guilt to cleanse.
Falling quickly;
More than friends.
Words…
No joy.
No pain.
Fleeting there
And back again.
My words, alone.
For you.
Picture credit: flickr.com/photos/marianoluchini/356984599
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That is swoon-worthy!
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Is there a Doctor in the house??
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Ha! Yes, indeed! 😃
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I always practice safe swooning 🙂
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You keep a “fainting chair” nearby? 😆
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I haven’t thought this through… Must buy some more equipment!
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Victorian furniture dot com!!!
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Ha!
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* gulp * ❤
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You mushy bugger! 😉
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It can’t all be zombies and haiku, can it? It can. Oh. Well, just wait till next month! 😉
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Oh, that is so lovely! Lucky lady…
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Well, I think so… 😉
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Awww! Now, can we have zombies again? 😉
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I don’t need persuading!
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Yay!
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Very good verse – I like the simplicity of the images, juxtaposed to great effect, Mosk
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Thank you, Mosk. Your comments are somewhat at odds with your handle 😉
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Lovely cadence in your words ~ I specially admire the refrain:
Words, alone, to woo.
Thanks for joining us at D’verse ~
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Thanks Grace 🙂
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That’s really lovely Al, beautifully done..
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Thanks ST2. Pleasure to make your acquaintance 🙂
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This is soo romantic 😀
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Thank you Sanaa 🙂
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I really like this, especially the fifth stanza. … I’m so sorry you had a rough day. I hope tomorrow is much better.
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Thanks cayn… the best thing about having a really bad day, is that the next day doesn’t have to do much to be better 🙂
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Words can be lovely to woo…but the tingly, head-rush of touches and kisses have their places too! Hello, Al…thanks for sharing your poem with us at dVerse.
Gayle ~
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Thanks Gayle… wrote this for a person who you can’t be with in person, and who you probably shouldn’t be with at all… so much depends on that tingling touch!
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words alone to woo….works for me! My husband’s voice and the words he spoke had me at first step. Excellent.
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Thank you; that’s a lovely compliment (to me and your husband 🙂 )
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🙂
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The repetions and variations of the refrains adds so much. There is a passion that can only be called love here.
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Thanks Bjorn. Love? Maybe. Lust, leading to something more? Perhaps!
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Very serious stuff Al, limericks one minute, walking dead poems, haiku of course and suddenly this breath of emotional outpouring. This wasn’t your light bulb poem as you burst from adolescence some years back by any chance? (hidden under pages of other poetry and love letters like an early Mozart masterpiece)
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I don’t have a stockpile of poems – if I write it, I share it! Wrote this one in the shower earlier this week! I like to write a variety of poetry, if only to try different styles and techniques
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Well its a fantastic poem to emerge spontaneously, some poets would do drafts for weeks to arrive at this creative level Al.
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If I get an idea, I’ll make a first draft – if it catches my imagination, this can be pretty quick (if not, it never makes it past the “idea” stage). I then revise the draft a couple of times, but it’s all done in under a day, start to finish. I don’t tend to like longer poems, so I go for something reasonably succinct that captures one idea or theme… and then it’s onto the next one!
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When is the book coming?
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If all goes to plan, there will be several, before the year is out 🙂
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Great stuff Al, keep us informed.
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Wow!
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Thanks Kim!
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The words say it all. Lovely poem.
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Thanks Diana x
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It is a way for our voices to be heard even if not by the ones whom we wish to hear the most!
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That’s an interesting take on it… thank you! 🙂
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You’re welcome!
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…the “guilt to cleanse” leads me to think this “madness” is better off left to words and those seem even to be fading away….
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Margaret, you seem to be the first to have read it as I “intended”. Thank you for your comment 🙂
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wow, that is beautifully crafted intimacy in brevity – love this. Welcome to OLN and have a good weekend.
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Thanks Abhra! 🙂
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What stays online
as Art.. is tRuly
A muse
for survival..
a sickly planEt
rises again.. when
vicarious rules over
populating human way..:)
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Thanks Katie 🙂
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SMiLes.. i enjoyed your poem..:)
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And I am flattered by your response ❤
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InspiRation.. aLways..
Give and share..
My Friend..:)
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❤
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My god… It’s beautiful!
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Thank you! ❤
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